Chapter 151
Yoo Siwoon ignored Director Nam’s warning. After taking Jeokdan, he prevented Eunseong from leaving the house and had intercourse with him. Siwoon understood the possibility of pregnancy even better than Director Nam did.
Moreover, Eunseong would retch whenever Siwoon approached him. As if rejecting a male’s scent. As if shuddering because the smell was too nauseating to bear.
If Eunseong were to become pregnant with Siwoon’s child, no one knew what that child would become. It would be a child called “a god who came through the side path.” If it truly were a god, it meant it could possess intelligence, and that what resided in the great crevice wasn’t simply a life. It could be that it wasn’t Eunseong being wary of Siwoon, but rather the seed dwelling inside him instinctively protecting itself by being defensive against the male.
Director Nam felt goosebumps rise on his arms at Siwoon’s expression as he quietly gazed at Eunseong. His face showed no surprise at all. He was confirming the possibility as if whatever was happening was meant to happen.
“CEO, where is Seo Jeong-gi’s body now?”
“…What?”
Siwoon’s eyes, which had been fixed on Eunseong, turned to Director Nam for the first time.
“Seo Jeong-gi’s body. Is it still at that medical center?”
“Why are you asking that?”
“Did you perhaps dispose of it?”
“Yes, I did. Should I have just left it there indefinitely?”
Siwoon, who had been immersed in some sentiment, was finally pulled out of it and was giving Director Nam an unpleasant look, as if questioning why he would ask such a thing now. His expression suggested that such matters were trivial.
“…Eunseong mentioned a columbarium. Did you cremate him?”
“Yes, I did.”
Siwoon answered perfunctorily and turned his gaze back to Eunseong. Director Nam didn’t ask any more questions. He didn’t ask why there was nothing in the urn that should have contained Jeong-gi’s ashes, nor did he ask why Siwoon had fabricated such a lie without telling him.
Siwoon said, “Check Eunseong’s condition again.”
“Right now, it might be better to leave him alone…”
“He’s rejecting me, so I’m asking you to check. In my place.”
It was an order that couldn’t be ignored. Recalling that Siwoon had never given him such an authoritative look before, Director Nam rolled down his sleeves, which he had pulled up while cleaning Eunseong’s vomit, and approached Eunseong again.
Eunseong was lying just as Director Nam had left him. Like someone with aphasia, he wore a vacant expression as if he had lost consciousness. When Director Nam tried to close the door, Siwoon said, “Leave it open.”
Since he couldn’t approach any closer, he wanted to at least see Eunseong from outside the room. Just then, one of Eunseong’s arms slipped down from the bed. Director Nam approached to put the fallen arm back under the covers. At that moment, Eunseong turned his eyes toward Director Nam.
“…”
“…”
As Director Nam tried to lift the fallen wrist, Eunseong resisted by tensing his arm. Director Nam lowered his gaze. Something was written on Eunseong’s palm. Eunseong opened his palm to show it only to him.
‘Lie’
That’s all it said. Eunseong closed his palm into a fist. Director Nam casually placed the fallen arm back under the covers and tucked him in warmly up to his neck.
“Would you like something warm to drink? Tea or milk?”
Eunseong didn’t answer as if he hadn’t heard the question, and his eyelids didn’t even twitch. He just remained blank. Director Nam instinctively felt that something was wrong, but Siwoon, standing outside the door, couldn’t discern anything.
Unable to approach, he instead stared intensely at Eunseong from a distance.
“What’s that? You want to sleep? Should I close the door? Yes… get some rest. You’ll feel better after you wake up.”
Eunseong hadn’t said anything, but Director Nam pretended to listen as if his lips had moved to convey something. He muttered to himself loud enough for Siwoon to hear, then left Eunseong’s room. As if blocking the persistent gaze, Director Nam closed the door firmly.
“He says he wants to sleep. He seems very tired. He wants me to leave as well.”
“…”
With the door closed and Eunseong out of sight, Siwoon, who had been standing blankly in front of the door looking beyond it, slowly lowered his head toward the floor.
“…”
He had thought Eunseong was sleeping. After incinerating the corpse, unable to touch Eunseong with his defiled hands, he had only traced Eunseong’s outline longingly with his fingertips before leaving the room and taking a long shower.
This would probably be the last time. Before, it had been a sin accumulating karmic debt, but now it was merely a means to solidify his power structure. The same act, but with entirely different emotional responses.
As he was sorting through these thoughts and finishing his shower, he was looking for a lighter to smoke a cigarette. Eunseong, whom he thought was asleep, suddenly entered his room. Then, without hesitation, straddled his thighs, kissed him, and shattered Siwoon’s mind with erotic moans that begged for affection.
And then… and then suddenly, as if it had never happened, he glared at Siwoon with cold eyes, pushed against his chest with a fierce hand saying don’t touch me, got up, and ran into the bathroom. It was incomprehensible behavior.
Then came the piercing scream. Eunseong was trembling, pale as a ghost, as if possessed by something, and when Siwoon asked what was wrong, Eunseong buried his face in Siwoon’s shoulder and helplessly lost consciousness.
And now he was in this state. Eunseong would retch as if smelling garbage whenever Siwoon approached.
Director Nam was suspicious, and Siwoon harbored the same suspicion. Some change had occurred in Eunseong’s body. It wasn’t Eunseong’s will. The seed that had taken root in Eunseong’s body was controlling Eunseong’s consciousness and moving him.
A baby in Eunseong’s body… Siwoon’s seed. A part of him.
“I don’t think that’s the case.”
Director Nam, who had been thinking along similar lines as Siwoon, mumbled to himself in confusion, shaking his head as if it couldn’t be true, and then added with a voice full of conviction:
“It can’t be. No, it’s definitely not. From what I saw, it wasn’t morning sickness-like nausea. It seemed more like he was having a seizure. Pregnancy… it can’t be that.”
“…”
Siwoon didn’t add anything. He didn’t say he hoped it was his child, nor did he say he hoped it wasn’t. He just stared at Director Nam, who was shaking his head insisting it couldn’t be true.
“But, if, if he really is pregnant… what will you do?”
Director Nam asked Siwoon what he would do if it really was pregnancy. Siwoon tilted his head as if he didn’t understand the intention behind the question.
“What do you mean, what will I do?”
“Pardon?”
“What do you mean, what will I do?”
If it’s pregnancy, it’s pregnancy, Siwoon seemed to ask what he was supposed to do about it. Director Nam was taken aback by his response.
“Then you’re saying you’ll just leave it as is?”
“What else would I do with the child?”
“…”
“Are you suggesting we get rid of the baby?”
Siwoon’s eyes froze coldly. He had been standing at an angle but now turned fully toward Director Nam. Director Nam felt as if a massive wall was approaching him.
“If he really is pregnant… you need to take measures. No one knows what kind of being it will become. Are you saying you’ll just leave Eunseong in this state, carrying such a risk? Eunseong could get hurt, and no one knows what effect the pregnancy will have on his body.”
Director Nam’s Adam’s apple bobbed visibly as he swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth. Siwoon’s thick eyebrows were contorting. He stared directly at Director Nam with eyes that truly conveyed his inability to understand or accept what he was hearing.
“What did you just say?”
“Before anyone knows, before the Council of Elders finds out, you need to deal with this.”
“Are you insane?”
“CEO…”
“Eunseong is carrying my child. My child.”
“How will you explain this to Eunseong?”
Siwoon just stared intensely at Director Nam. In response to Director Nam asking how he would explain it and whether Eunseong would accept it, Siwoon’s lips formed a dry sneer. The corner of his mouth twisted slightly, quivering faintly. Siwoon let out a brief laugh of disbelief.
“…I never thought I’d reach the point of wanting to throw you into an incinerator.”
“…”
“I really didn’t expect that.”
“…CEO.”
While staring fixedly at Director Nam, Siwoon took out his phone and called someone. When the call connected, still maintaining his pressuring gaze without breaking eye contact with Director Nam, Siwoon spoke:
“I think you need to come in here.”
Before he could even lower his phone, the front door opened, and the sound of multiple footsteps rushed into the living room.
Enforcers dressed in black entered and asked what was happening. Without shifting his unwavering gaze from Director Nam, Siwoon said:
“Please remove this person from my sight. I haven’t decided how to deal with him yet, so keep him alive.”
“…”
“Keep him secure.”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
